Love over Hate
We live in a world were hate is prevelant.
It is in the eyes of our fellow brothers and sisters.
This world is so messed up.
I don't understand. I really Don't.
How can there be hate based on the color of our skin.
Hate on the place of origin that one is from.
Why hate when there is love?
Why be apart when we can all work together?
Why make the world ugly, when we can make it beautiful?
Love.
One shall love another and with love be able to surpass all the hate.
With love maybe one day one will ask what hate even is.
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